Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2006 16:46:35 -0400
From: Ronyx
Subject: Mark's Revenge Chapter 15
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Bobby's Revenge Chapter 15
The day I'd been anxiously awaiting finally arrived- Revenge Day. I was
so excited that I could hardly sleep. I had wanted Bobby to spend
Saturday night with me. I thought another `massage' could help me
relax. But he had to go with his parents to visit his grandmother and
wouldn't be home until late.
Richard called and invited me to go to the movies with him and Randall.
At first I refused. I didn't want to feel like I'd be imposing, but
they said it'd be alright.
We had fun. After the movie we went to the food court for a bite to eat
and then we spent the rest of the night at the arcade playing video
games.
Bobby arrived early Sunday morning. After eating an early lunch, we got
on our bikes and headed over to Riverside. We wanted to be there by noon
so we'd have plenty of time to set up for Ryan and Scott. My hands were
sweating from the excitement. I was sure that they would be able to hear
my heart pounding from the dining room.
Bobby checked out the lighting and opened a few of the drapes. He had me
sit on the floor and take out my dick and jack off. He said he wanted to
make sure he'd get a good picture. I think he did it because he wanted
me on video playing with myself. He'd probably download it to his
computer and jack off to it at night.
Around 1:50 we heard the front door open. We scrambled to our position in
the dining room. Ryan and Scott came walking in. Before the door was even
closed, Scott had grabbed Ryan and began kissing him.
"I've missed you so much, Baby." He said, kissing him deeply. Ryan put
his head on his shoulder and looked over at the dining room door. I
pushed the curtain aside and gave him a thumb's up. He returned it
behind Scott's back.
Ryan went over to the couch and pulled out a bottle of rum. He then went
into the kitchen for some glasses and ice. Scott walked around checking
out the room. I was afraid he might snoop around and look in the dining
room. Ryan suddenly emerged, holding up two glasses filled with ice.
"You sure your aunt won't be coming back this afternoon?" Scott asked
worriedly.
"I told you, she's out of town until tomorrow." He pulled Scott into a
kiss. "Don't worry about it. Let's have some fun." He poured some rum
and coke in a glass and handed it to Scott. He took a drink, and then
started coughing.
"Sip it." Ryan warned him. "Don't drink hard liquor fast." I noticed
that Ryan pretended to drink, but his glass always seemed to remain the
same. Scott, on the other hand, made himself three drinks while they sat
on the couch making out.
"Come on, Baby." Scott said. "Let's go to a bedroom and get
comfortable." He began pulling Ryan's shirt over his head.
"In a minute. Don't rush it." Ryan said. He began rubbing Scott's
cock through his pants. Several times he'd look over at the door to make
sure we were watching. I'd carefully pull back the curtain slightly so
he could see.
"Let's get naked." He suggested to Scott. Ryan stood and took off his
clothes. Bobby and I nudged each other when we saw his hard cock. He had
a muscular build with a really nice long cock and set of huge balls.
Scott got undressed and staggered over and took Ryan in his arms. It was
obvious he was feeling the effects of the drinks.
"Come on. Let's find a bedroom." He said as he took Ryan's hand.
"No. Let's do it here." He held Scott from going further. "I don't
want to mess up one of my aunt's beds. Besides, it'll be fun to do it
on the floor." He grabbed Scott and they lay on the floor and again
began kissing. Ryan pushed Scott onto his back and lay across him.
I reached over and felt Bobby's dick. He was bone hard from watching the
action before us. He looked at me and grinned. Then he reached over and
felt me. I was as hard as he was.
Ryan kissed Scott on the chest and then worked his way downward. Scott
was moaning loudly. When Ryan pushed his finger into his ass he jumped.
"What are you doing?" He screamed.
"You told me I could fuck you." Ryan said angrily.
"Well, I've changed my mind." He said. Bobby looked over at me and
frowned. It looked like our plan was going to fail.
"Fine." Ryan said. "Go to hell. Don't ever call me again." He stood
and reached for his underwear. Scott went over and grabbed him.
"Alright, Baby." He said. "Just for you." Ryan kissed him while he
gave us a thumbs up behind Scott's back.
Scott lay back down on his back. Ryan pulled his legs back to his chest
exposing his ass. He then began licking him. Scott started moaning loudly
again.
Bobby took his camera and began filming. His hands were shaking so badly
I was afraid he was going to drop it.
"Damn, that feels good." He screamed. He was pushing his ass harder
into Ryan's face. Ryan took his finger and licked it, then pushed it
harshly into Scott's ass.
"Ouch!" He screamed. "That hurt."
"Quit being a baby." Richard said angrily. "Take it like a man." He
grabbed a bottle of lube out of a bag and applied a generous amount on
his cock. He then poured some on Scott's still exposed ass. He took his
finger and again began probing Scott's hole. Scott moaned his approval.
Ryan got on his knees and approached Scott's ass. Once he was lined up,
he pushed forward rapidly.
"Damn, mother fucker." Scott hissed. "That fucking hurts." I had to
put my hand over my mouth to stop from laughing. It was obvious that Ryan
was going to give Scott a fuck he'd never forget. He pushed Scott's
legs back over his shoulders and began to sink his dick into Scott's
virgin ass. Scott was trying hard not to cry out, but by the look on his
face he was in immense pain.
After several minutes, Scott began to relax and was meeting Ryan's
movements. The pain had gone and he was beginning to enjoy being fucked.
"Yeah, Baby." He moaned. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard." He was thrashing
around wildly as Ryan continued to plow his dick into his ass. Ryan was
careful to keep his head up and out of range of the camera.
"Yeah, bitch." Ryan yelled. "You've got a nice pussy ass." He pulled
Scott's legs back and gave the camera a good shot of his cock entering
him to the hilt. Scott grabbed his cock and began jacking off.
"Ok, bitch!" Ryan screamed. "Here it comes!" He thrust deeply into
Scott and began moaning. He was shooting his cum into Scott's ass. Scott
let out a yell and began shooting his cum out on his stomach.
"Oh yeah! God that feels good!" He screamed. Ryan thrust into him
several more times and then collapsed onto Scott. Both boys were
exhausted. Scott tried to kiss Ryan, but Ryan got up and started getting
dressed.
"What's wrong, Baby?" Scott said as he grabbed him around the waist.
"We've got all day. What's the rush?"
"I forgot that I told my mom I'd mow the yard this afternoon." Ryan
explained.
"That can wait." Scott kept trying to remove the clothing Ryan was
attempting to put on.
"Damn it, Scott!" He yelled. "I have to go now." Scott stepped back
and gave him a disappointed look. He grabbed his clothes and started
slowly dressing.
"Will I see you next weekend?" He asked sadly.
"Yeah, sure. Whatever." Ryan replied. "Let's go." He headed for the
door with Scott trailing behind. Once they were gone I looked excitedly
over at Bobby.
"Did you get all that?" I screamed.
"Hell, yeah!" He said with a smile. "Every inch of it." We started
laughing.
We spent the next few minutes cleaning up the living room. We were
careful to get rid of the half empty rum bottle. Other than messing up
the cushions on the couch, there really was little evidence that anything
had taken place.
As we were getting ready to leave my cell phone went off. It was Richard.
"What's going on?" He sounded worried.
"What do you mean?" I didn't know what he meant. "We did everything
the way we said we would."
"No, not that." He said. "When Scott left there were two guys waiting
for him outside my house. One was a really tall guy. They talked to him
for a minute and then pulled him into a car. It looked like he didn't
want to go."
"I don't know what you're talking about." I looked over at Bobby and
shrugged my shoulders. "We don't know anything about that."
"I hope he'll be alright." He again sounded worried. "I don't like
him anymore, but I don't want to see him hurt."
We spent a few minutes talking about the taping of him and Scott. We
again assured him he wouldn't be in the video. He even told us he
didn't care if he was. He thought he'd done a good job of fucking
Scott. It might be his ticket to being a porn star someday.
Bobby and I rode our bikes back to town. When we got towards my house he
stopped and looked at me.
"You go on home." He said. "I got something to do."
"What?" I was surprised. He hadn't said there was anything more to do.
"Plan B." He grinned. "Trust me." He got on his bike and rode away. I
watched him bike down the street as I shook my head. It was starting to
get dark. I knew if I wasn't home soon my mother would start to worry.
Bobby came over early Monday morning and we walked to school together. I
still wasn't sure what he was going to do with the video. He still
hadn't told me anything. I kept asking him, but he'd only say, "Just
wait and see."
When we entered the school grounds there was a wave of activity. Students
were running around excitedly. I saw students talking to other students
and then pointing towards the football field. They would then take off
running in that direction.
"What's going on?" I asked Bobby.
"I don't know. Let's go see." When we arrived at the football field,
the students were surrounding the southern goalpost. We could hear people
laughing wildly. We pushed our way to the front and let out a gasp when
we saw what they were laughing at.
Scott was tied naked to the goalpost. Someone had taken duct tape and
taped his hands above his head and his feet to the post. He was screaming
wildly.
"Someone cut me down!" He screamed. "You mother fuckers let me down."
Everyone was laughing uproariously. It was a comical sight. Scott's eyes
met mine and I fell to the ground laughing at him.
"Mark, I'm going to kill you." He screamed. Just then the Dr. Johnson
and the school security staff arrived. They cut him down as he continued
swearing. Everyone was told to get to class. The halls were filled with
laughter and students mimicking what they had witnessed. No one was in a
hurry to go to class.
We then saw Richard and Randall coming towards us with big grins on their
faces.
"How's it hanging guys?" Richard said. They both broke out in
uproarious laughter. I looked at them stunned.
"You didn't!" I screamed.
"Plan C!" Richard laughed. We high fived. Dr. Johnson was screaming
over the PA system for students to get to their classes.
"I gotta go to the library." Bobby said suddenly.
"Why?" I asked.
"Plan B." He grinned. He took off and started running down the hall.
Ryan, Randall and I hugged each other and headed to class. As expected,
the topic was a naked Scott at the goalpost. Even Mr. Anderson was
laughing about it. He hadn't liked Scott since the first day of school.
Every Monday morning our school has a special activity the last ten
minutes of the period. The classroom televisions come on and we are
expected to watch a program that tries to keep us informed about current
events. Most students just talk while it is on. Many teachers turn it off
and continue teaching.
The program came on as expected. Most students started talking loudly
over the television. All of a sudden there was a loud moaning.
"Yeah, Baby. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." The room became deadly silent as
everyone looked at the screen and watched Scott lying on the floor with a
cock shoved up his ass.
"Oh yeah! God that feels good!" Scott shouted with his legs pushed
back.
I looked over and saw the shocked look on Mr. Anderson's face. He rushed
over and quickly turned the television off. The room suddenly exploded
with 30 teens screaming and laughing at what they had just seen. Mr.
Anderson was shouting for everyone to quiet down, but at that point he
might as well have been talking to the chalk board.
Twenty minutes later a frustrated Dr. Johnson came over the intercom and
announced that school was being dismissed early and that students should
try and contact their parents. She said that teachers were to hold the
students in the classroom until an office aide came around with a letter
explaining what had happened that morning.
She ended by saying, "Would Bobby Owens please report to the office."
My heart sank when I heard those words. We were finally dismissed about
an hour later. I rushed to the office to see if Bobby was alright. When I
got there his mother and father were standing talking with police
officers.
I saw Richard and Randall standing nearby. I walked over to them. They
gave me a worried look.
"Is he going to be alright?" Randall said.
"I don't know." I was trying desperately not to cry. Most of this had
been my idea and I was worried that Bobby would get in serious trouble
because of it.
"He's not going to go this alone." Richard said. "We're going to
tell Dr. Johnson what we did."
"Let's wait until we hear from Bobby." I said. "His dad's pretty
smart. He'll get him out of this."
We laughed minutes later when we saw Scott leave the school with his
uncle. He had a blanket wrapped around him. His uncle kept turning around
and cussing at him. Scott looked totally dejected. He looked over at us
with tears in his eyes. I don't think I'd ever seen such a pathetic
sight.
"You know." Richard said angrily. "I don't care if I get expelled. He
had this coming."
It was another half hour before Bobby finally came out of the office. He
saw me waiting and rushed over and collapsed in my arms. Richard and
Randall threw their arms around us and held us tightly.
"What happened?" I asked looking into his red and tired eyes. It was
obvious he had been doing a lot of crying. He looked exhausted.
"When his uncle got here he was really mad." He started to explain.
"He demanded that I be arrested and taken to jail." He started to break
down. I wrapped my arms around him and held him until he calmed down.
"Then they showed him the video." He started to grin. "It took two
police officers and my dad to stop him from hitting Scott. He said no fag
was going to live under his roof. He told Scott that when they got home
he wanted him to pack his things. He was going to send him off to some
aunt in Arkansas."
"So what's going to happen?" I asked.
"As far as the police are concerned, nothing. Scott's uncle refused to
press any charges. He said the fag got what he deserved."
"What about the video tape and the goalpost incident?" Richard asked.
"As far as the goalpost, Scott wouldn't say who did it. He told the
police that he was blindfolded and couldn't identify anyone." I looked
over and saw Randall and Richard let out a deep sigh. They were off the
hook.
"What about the video?" I asked worriedly. I knew that Bobby could get
expelled because of it.
"The superintendent was in the meeting. He asked me if I was involved
and I told him no." He gave us a mischievous grin. "I could tell he
didn't believe me, but he let it drop. I guess he figured he owed me for
last year. He told Dr. Johnson to continue investigating, but since the
video came from the public library it could have been done by anyone."
"You sly fox. That's what you did last night." He looked at me and
blushed.
"So guys." I said. "I guess this deserves some.."
"Ice cream!" Bobby shouted.
We headed for the door. Before we exited, I held out my hand and shouted,
"Revenge."
Bobby placed his hand on top of mine. Richard and Randall laid their
hands atop ours.
"Revenge!" We all shouted.
The End.
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